Xu Ye watched as the Guard Army suffered heavy losses, their numbers dwindling, and he grew increasingly anxious.
The Young Master was already dead. If all the guards here were wiped out, reporting back would likely mean a death sentence he couldn't escape.
Ye Yushi had fewer meridians cleared than he did, and his Inner Qi was slightly inferior, but his Swordsmanship was the most exquisite Xu Ye had ever seen in his life. His Sword Momentum was as dense as rain, extremely hard to defend against.
With this Sword Technique alone, Ye Yushi fought him to a standstill.
Wanting to subdue him in a short time was simply unrealistic.
Moreover, the two of them cooperated too well!
Over a hundred Guard Army members were being led around by them, played with thoroughly.
Strangely, that Chen Tang seemed unaffected by the flute sound?
What was going on?
Xu Ye saw clearly that nothing was stuffed into this person's ears.
